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Chapter 202 Big Max¡¯s War (Part 1)

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    The land border between England and Scotland is more than 120 kilometers long from west to east.  As the war began, hundreds of thousands of Allied soldiers poured across the border from the English side.  At the east end, they temporarily stopped at the fortified Elsden Fortress, while at the west end, the coalition forces quickly advanced to Dumfries, a small town about 20 kilometers from the border.  Stationed in Dumfries is the first Japanese weapons unit of the Scottish Army to be reorganized, the 22nd Commando Division.  In the history of modern warfare, the Japanese army can be regarded as a victorious army with excellent records. Except for its defeat to the Soviet Russia and the American army in the 1930s and 1940s, they have achieved victory in all external military operations, including defeating the decadent Japanese army at the end of the last century and the beginning of this century.  The Qing Dynasty army and the corrupt Tsarist Russian army launched two wars of aggression against China in the 1930s, and took advantage of the opportunity when European and American countries had no time to look eastward to quickly sweep across Southeast Asia and the South Pacific, thereby reaching the pinnacle of military affairs.  Even in the war lost to the Soviet Russian army and the American army, the Japanese army's battlefield performance was still remarkable. The well-trained and brave and tenacious performance of the soldiers left a deep impression on their opponents. Even the Soviet Russian and American generals  They all admitted that if they were to fight the Japanese army with equal weapons, they would not be sure of victory.  There is no doubt that by 1949, the Type 38 rifle, the Taisho Type 11 machine gun, and the Type 89 grenade were all antiques that could be sent to the museum. Therefore, after the Philippine War, the Japanese army was forced to return to the mainland.  Tactical reform and equipment upgrading began. Brand-new Type 7 automatic rifles, Type 8 submachine guns produced with the introduction of Bergman technology, and Type 8 general-purpose machine guns were put into service. Firearms and ammunition were replaced due to the reduction in the size of the army and the replacement of weapons.  , together with a large number of field guns and anti-aircraft guns, were provided to the Scottish army for free or at low prices.  Although the technical content of these weapons is no higher than the equipment the Scots received from the British army, for the sake of army expansion and comprehensive training, the Scottish Army established more than 100,000 Japanese weapons troops in batches and gave them  The title of "Assault Division".   "Damn Irish wolves! Damn English dogs!" In the field trenches outside Dumfries, Max Marlborough, a native-born Scottish soldier, looked at the coalition bombers that turned around and returned, and sent them to him unceremoniously.  A bunch of nasty swear words.  Since his cousin was also named Max and the two families lived on the same street, for the sake of easy distinction, people called him "Big Max".  In this winding trench, there are many people like Big Max who wear round-rim steel helmets, dark green combat uniforms, and big leather boots. Their weapons are either held in their arms or put aside.  Some of them had calm expressions with their eyes closed, some were mumbling words, and some of them had ashen faces and dull eyes, sitting at a loss, lying on their sides, or huddled in a corner.  The bombing that just ended was the fourth air attack these Scottish soldiers suffered on the first day of the war.  In the first two times, the Scottish Air Force was able to dispatch fighter jets to intercept, but in the face of the absolute superiority of the coalition's air offensive, the Scottish Air Force was quickly defeated.  As soon as the air raid siren stopped, the Japanese master sergeant who served as an instructor on weekdays and was appointed as a war supervisor during the war shouted in broken English: "Quick! Repair the position! Clear the passage! If you want to survive in front of the enemy's bombs and artillery shells,  , you have to protect your fortifications!¡± The Scottish soldiers beside Big Max stood up angrily and muttered dissatisfied: ¡°We are feuding with the English, and we are not harmonious neighbors with the Irish. Sooner or later this war will begin.  "But why do we want these Japanese to get involved in the British war?" Another soldier said: "I heard from the officers that the soldiers in the Japanese army obey orders like robots and are not afraid of death. The higher-ups want us."  We also became such soldiers, so we hired the Japanese to train us, supervise us, and even gave them the power to kill deserters during wartime." Big Max took a breath. The reason why he joined the army was entirely because of the dictator Baliol.  All-military service was enforced throughout Scotland. Otherwise, he would rather work as a sheepherder than live such a life of licking blood. During the two wars, Britain lost nearly half of its young people of service age, and lost blockbusters one after another.  Not to mention the colonies, in the end the British royal family, which had lasted for more than a thousand years, was sent to the cold Canada. Therefore, the Scots who gained independence and the English who accepted the rule of the German monarchs were both extremely war-weary.  Less than ten minutes after the bombing ended, the rumble of artillery sounded again from the south. The Scottish soldiers quickly retreated along the communication trenches to defend their deep positions, but even so, they could not completely avoid the enemy's artillery fire.  Under such fierce bombardment, the shells fell directly into the trench bunkers, and it was not uncommon for entire squads and platoons to be killed.  The soldiers in the trenches could only pray and resign themselves to their fate.  The storm of artillery fire was fierce and dense, with sharp whistling sounds and loud explosions intertwined, with high and low levels corresponding to each other.volts.  After a long time, the sound of landslides and tsunamis finally turned from dense to thin. After a few minutes, the last dull roar came to a close for this powerful symphony.  The night sky has become quiet, and the instantaneous changes allow people to experience inertial stimulation from the eardrums to the heart. This even has a good vomiting effect on people with underdeveloped cerebellum.  The living survived the ordeal, but there was no cheer at all; the injured groaned in pain, but received only empty compassion.  As for those who died, there is no longer any distinction between honor and shame, persistence and wavering, optimism and depression, everything is over.  "Attention, attention, prepare to fight!" As usual, the shouting of death sounded after the enemy's shelling ended, and quickly spread throughout the trenches.  The helmets that had previously been shaped like sculptures with large ears moved one after another. Some rushed to the forward position along the traffic trench, and some stood up to take their own fighting positions.  Various hard objects such as firearms, helmets, and water bottles rubbed and collided with each other, converging into a unique sound in the trenches, and the tense atmosphere quickly spread.  Although the unlucky Big Max was very reluctant, he was afraid of the severe pain from the big leather boots on his body. He stood up with difficulty, picked up the muddy rifle from the ground, and waited with a blank expression.  When the grumpy officer waved his fist and shouted "fire", he and the people next to him lay down on the edge of the trench and fired forward with their weapons.     Snapped!  Snapped!  Quack quack Gunshots sounded one after another.  "Hold on! Shoot! Hold on! Shoot!" In the trenches, the officers shouted, urging the soldiers to hold on to their positions, while the short Japanese war supervisors with ferocious expressions waved their whips unceremoniously.  The trench where Big Max was at this time was located in an open area running east-west. To the northeast was the smoke-filled Dumfries, an important support point for the entire defense line; to the west was a large forest and coastline, where there were also guarding troops. Likewise  Deployed defense depth, as well as relatively solid coastal defenses.  In front of the position is a relatively open flat land, and beyond that there is a stream more than two meters wide. There were originally small woods and bushes on the other side, but under the continuous destruction of artillery fire, there were only a few tree stumps and pitted mud.  The ground was like a rustic pigsty in the countryside in the early years, trampled to pieces by pigs' hooves.  As the enemy's attack resumed, countless figures swayed on the muddy snow, and some chariots that were larger than the figures and much more lethal and intimidating could be seen!  Boom The cannon behind the defender's position opened fire.  Before the thunderous roar had subsided, a ball of fire appeared on the open ground opposite. It seemed that the shell had slightly missed its target.  People were not allowed to sigh, the roaring sound of artillery came from the side and rear of the position one after another, and the artillery shells that broke through the air crashed into the attackers' queue in an instant.  Seeing that his own artillery fire continued to fall near the enemy's tanks, and the impact point was always just a hair's breadth away from the target, Big Max couldn't help but feel anxious.  In the New Austria-Italy War that ended not long ago, the attacking power of the New United Kingdom army left a very deep impression on the world. If their own artillery could not kill those tanks early, they would use tanks after they got close.  Artillery and machine guns killed a large number of defenders, and the soldiers guarding the front trenches had to use rocket launchers, grenades, explosive packets and Molotov cocktails to stop the opponent.  According to those Japanese officers, the self-destruction rate of this anti-tank method has reached the level of narrow escape.  With the passage of time, the number of enemy tanks hit by anti-tank fire during the attack continued to increase, but the black tide of people was still rolling in, and the shouts of killing faintly overwhelmed the guns and cannons.  "Fire! Shoot! Free fire!" Almost at the moment when the shouts rang out, the long-suppressed gunshots finally broke out in the trenches.  Hot bullets slanted down like raindrops, and the approaching Kuroshio immediately slowed down and even reversed in some areas. However, this situation only lasted for a short period of time.  The heavily armored enemy tanks opened fire violently against the defenders' artillery fire, and the self-propelled artillery that followed them also stopped to bombard them.  Balls of fireballs quickly rose up in the garrison trenches, and bullets and shrapnel swept through like a storm. Many people died before they could even cry out, and most people, including Big Max, fought to save themselves.  With a small life, he retreated into the trench when the enemy's firepower was the most intense.  As a result, the firepower on the position was naturally greatly weakened.  Big Max finally took a breath, only to hear a rough voice ringing in his ears, and a big foot in leather boots kicked him mercilessly.  "Get up and shoot! Quick! Get up and shoot! Coward! Coward! Get up!" The Japanese combat supervisor of Big Max's company, a short man with a beard, cursed viciously.  You can¡¯t reply when you¡¯re scolded, you can¡¯t fight back when you¡¯re beaten. In this life-and-death situation, Big Max doesn¡¯t even have time to taste the pain.The taste of love and resentment.  Holding the rifle in one hand and holding the helmet with the other, he crawled back to the shooting position on the edge of the trench. However, as soon as his head came out of the trench, the strong feeling that a bullet would hit him in the next second began to torture him.  His senses challenged his endurance, especially the weird screams of bullets flying nearby. His heart was completely suspended, and he even had an instinctive urge to urinate to stimulate his bladder!
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